I am a mountain among the mountains of laundry.
I am rooted here. Press down, reach up to the drab dropped ceiling that one day we will replace.
Downstairs, he comforts the baby. She whimpers. He shushes. I smile.
Outside, a battle ensues between Thomas the Train and Megatron. A T-Rex joins in.
Boat pose feels strong, though my abs have looked better.
Lengthen.
Exhale.
Shoulders tight from hours of nursing. Camel is not what it used to be.
From the kitchen, free samples of leftover breakfast. Just $1. She will be wearing her apron.
TV on. PBS, I hope. "Mommy will be down soon, guys."
My chest is closed, but my heart is open.
Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it." - Isaiah 30:21
Oh, very nice, Jen. A clear picture of an active, creative, God-loving household.
ReplyDeleteI love your ability to see meaning in the everydayness of family life!!!!! You are incredibly gifted with words...and you see things through the lens of wisdom (which you technically should be too young to have acquired!) We always said you were "advanced"...
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